The words of the three of them were very loud, passing through the high walls, and finally drifting to the ears of Yang Xiaoyi not far away.

Yang Xiaoyi scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked at Wang Batian in front of him embarrassedly: "Master, I have just joined the Holy Sect for a few years, and then I became the Dharma King, will it be a little inappropriate?"

"What's wrong, your brother just joined the sect and became the sect leader, what's the big deal?

"But because my brother is the sect leader, I am the Dharma King, will others disagree?"

"Who dares to disagree?"

His body was shocked, and Wang Batian said righteously: "The old man has said a long time ago, you are a relative of the emperor and the country, and it is natural for you to be the king of the law, who made your brother the sect leader, he doesn't take care of you, who does he take care of? Besides, you have now obtained the true inheritance of the old man, and your strength is definitely not under anyone in the sect except the sect leader." You are qualified to be the Dharma King, you don't have to be presumptuous, you know?"

Smiling slightly, Yang Xiaoyi nodded happily.

Wang Batian glanced at him solemnly again, smiled with satisfaction, and said firmly: "Remember, you are a relative of the emperor, don't be afraid of gossip outside, you deserve everything in the Holy Fire Sect." ”

Rumble!

Suddenly, as soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly sounded.

Everyone was startled, and they all flew towards the entrance of the Holy Fire Sect, only to see a group of black-clothed people rushing in, led by a man with a scar on his face, and his eyes were as cold as a thousand years of ice.

"Who are you, so bold, dare to break into my Holy Fire Sect main altar and look for death?"

The Poison King shouted and asked.

Those people didn't speak, but after the scar man walked in front of everyone for a while, his eyes finally fixed on Yang Xiaoyi, and when he raised his hand slightly, a red light swirled between his hands.

Yang Xiaoyi's body was shocked, his eyes also flashed with a glittering red light, and an incomparable murderous aura rushed straight into the sky.

"That's right, it's him!"

The corners of his mouth curled, and the scar man led everyone to kneel down and said to Yang Xiaoyi: "Childe, we have finally found you, come home with us." ”

Yang Xiaoyi's whole body was shaken, his blood was boiling, he couldn't speak, and he didn't understand what was going on.

When the Poison King saw them, his brows furrowed deeply and said, "This Yang Gongzi, as the new Dharma King of our Holy Fire Sect, is the second brother of our sect leader. Even if you go home, you will go back to our sect master, who are you, and what kind of relatives do you recognize?"

"Some nether ants dare to kiss our son? Hmph, but given that you have taken care of our son for so long, I can spare you a small life. ”

"What did you say?"

"Don't be ashamed!"

"It's kind of hands-on!"

As soon as these words came out, the old guys glared angrily, but before they could make a move, the scarred face just stared at him.

Rumble!

As if there was a nuclear explosion in the brain, everyone in the entire Holy Fire Sect General Altar, except for Yang Xiaoyi, all the rest of the people rolled their eyes and fainted.

Completely extinguished, with just one look, it completely destroyed all the masters of the Holy Fire Sect.

They...... Who exactly is it?

Yang Xiaoyi was already stunned, but at this moment, the blood qi in his body couldn't be controlled and couldn't move.

Thundered!

At this time, the thunder in the sky exploded, Scarface looked up, and said with a smile: "The catastrophe is coming, fortunately we found Gongzi in time, and we can go back to the errand." ”

As he spoke, the scar man beckoned Yang Xiaoyi into his hand, and a blood-red jade pendant in his hand was held high above his head, but when he saw a red light rushing into the sky, after opening a passage, those people and Yang Xiaoyi all disappeared.

Then, the thunder in the sky also dissipated......

"Spirits, you mean...... Jade Cicada and her father are both from the spirit realm?"

Seeing that his wife and father-in-law disappeared, Yang Feng immediately came to Xianxia Sect to ask Bai He about the specific situation.

The white crane took him to the Ancient Library Pavilion in the sect, and told his guess while flipping through the dusty ancient books.

That old man scolded one nether ant after another, his conceit was very high, and his strength far exceeded that of any peerless master today, which showed that he was not from our place, but a strong man from the spirit world. ”

"And where is the spirit world?"

"According to ancient records, the spirit world is the interface above our plane, and it is said that the masters there are much stronger than our side in terms of overall strength, and they are the paradise of masters who yearn for great strength. ”

Bai He flipped through the ancient books and said leisurely: "Legend has it that our cultivators here will have a bottleneck period when they cultivate to the peak of the third order of the magic spirit or the Battle Emperor. If you can break through, you can step into the pre-half-spirit stage. Break through again and reach the late stage of semi-spirit. At this time, the strength of the cultivator reached the pinnacle of our interface. If you want to break through again, you will go against the sky, which will lead to a catastrophe. After going through the catastrophe of nine deaths and one life, he can be a phoenix nirvana, soar to the spiritual realm, and be reborn. ”

Nine deaths and a catastrophe?

Raising his eyebrows, Yang Feng thought for a while: "What calamity?"

"It's hard to say, it's basically a thunder tribulation, a wind tribulation, a lost trail tribulation, and so on. ”

Bai He found a few more books, looked at them, and said, "According to records, the Heavenly Tribulation will split people whose strength exceeds this interface until their souls are scattered. However, when the Tribulation is activated for a certain period of time, the two interfaces will be opened, and a teleportation channel will appear in the Ascension Spirit Realm. If the cultivator successfully enters the passage, he will be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation safely, and the Heavenly Tribulation will no longer pursue. However, if the cultivator is already injured and unable to enter the passage, he will be cleaved by the Heavenly Tribulation until he dies no longer able to die. ”

Nodding his head, Yang Feng understood.

No wonder after he came to this world, he only saw the masters of the highest level 50, and those who exceeded level 50 were either hacked to death or moved.

"Then is this catastrophe easy to cross?"

At least judging from the records in the book, this catastrophe is definitely a life of death. Many people don't even have a chance to open the ascending channel, and they are gone. Some finally got the time and saw the passage, but because they were too seriously injured and overdrawn, they couldn't fly in, so they stared at the passage and were unwillingly chopped to death. From ancient times to the present, it is really rare to be able to soar to success. ”

While looking through the ancient books, Bai He couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that this book says that this interface generally has three or four catastrophes every five or six hundred years." Success or not, it will always come out. But in the books of the past 2,000 years, there has been no record of these people, and I have never heard of such a master in the past few hundred years. Strange, could it be that there is no master who has been thin in the aura for nearly two thousand years and can reach the level of tribulation?"

Oh, how could it not be? It's just that it was cut halfway, cut!

Yang Feng listened to the time period when this master disappeared, and then thought about the time when Qiu Xiaotian debuted, and then understood everything.

In the past two thousand years, anyone with a little talent has either been absorbed by the Netherworld, or they have been ruined by the Netherworld, and they have been deceived into selling their souls.

And their souls are all evil gods, so how can they be qualified to survive the tribulation?

To put it bluntly, those who become slaves have long lost the qualifications to decide their own destiny, let alone go to the spiritual realm.

It's just that Lao Tzu's current strength has long been intolerable to the world, so why doesn't there be a catastrophe to guide him to ascend?

Yang Feng frowned and pondered.

Suddenly, with a bang, a black shadow crossed by, bowed down and said, "Tell the sect master, something happened to the main altar." ”